About a Faith

Life-sunrise, I`ve been open-hearted child, But, through the years, I covered all my inly... Away, forever – gone these golden times, When I believed in everything so simply... I need to hide my feelings deep inside- In this environ, where fades all the living... To prove, to calculate, to verify, And all the time try not to be deceived... Here everyone thinks: all around are wolves, And builds a jail-alike high lattice-fences. Alienation scattered one from one- So, close the door, and – latch, as well, your senses. I wear a firm lock, alas, on my soul- So that you knock before break to my inland. How do I know: you really need a warm, Or just to frolic with my covert secrets? Close to the heart – it`s heavy cross of mine... I feel, It`s hard to live with it our today... But it`s much better – comprehend, what`s right, Than frivolously wander on the surface. How do you live, not trusting anyone? Someone will ask – I`m ready to replay them: Yes, I am not an erstwhile simpleton, But never stop believe: It will get better.